Pray that the mist, by sin and shame
Left on his soul, may fleet; that he
A true and timely word may frame
For weary hearts, that ask to see
Their way in our dim twilight hour ;-
His lips so purged with penance-fire,
That he may guide them, in Christ's power,
Along the path of their desire;
And with no faint nor erring voice
May to the wanderer whisper," Stay :
God chooses for thee: seal His choice,
Nor from thy Mother's shadow stray :
For sure thine holy Mother's shade
Rests yet upon thine ancient home:
No voice from Heaven hath clearly said,
'Let us depart ;' then fear to roam.”
Pray that the Prayer of Innocents
On Earth, of Saints in Heaven above,
Guard, as of old, our lonely tents :
Till, as one Faith is ours, in Love